Spiritual Realm, Danzhou.
The 10,000 Beasts Mountain was majestic and quite famous near Danzhou. Nonetheless, compared to the Great Wide World, it was only a small mountain.
Ou Yangming quickly flashed out of the void. He looked down and found a location. He was like a stream of light.
He quietly landed on the ground and saw the figure.
"Old Man." A familiar voice sounded.
Old Craftsman's body trembled. He hurriedly turned around and saw a young man with a delicate and pretty face. A look of disbelief flashed across his face.
He pinched himself and realized that he was not dreaming. Muddy tears flowed out of his eyes.
"You little br*t, you're finally back."
Old Craftsman quickly walked a few steps and came to Ou Yangming's side. He looked left and right. Seeing that the young fellow was not injured here and was fine, he patted his shoulder.
